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There are many things I don't understand.

Like what?

The tortoise.

What tortoise?

It was on its back by the side of the road in Mexico. Your mother turned it over.

She was helping it.

I know. But why?

Because that's what we do when we, uh... when we see something that's, uh, in pain or in trouble or whatever, we're trying to help it.

Empathy?

Something like that.

But not everyone would turn a tortoise over?

No. Some would just leave it there.

Some would probably drive over it and crush it.

Yeah, I guess they would. Is that what you'd do?

It didn't seem like much of a threat. We're not built to be cruel.

You bring danger into Riley's life.

I know that. I'm not stupid.

But sometimes you do stupid things. It would help me to understand why.

Humans do stupid things. So don't worry about it and be happy you're a machine.

I'm a machine. I can't be happy.

Why would you do this? Did you hear what he said?

He was possibly lying.

Possibly? You just executed him on possibly? Why would you do this?

Because you wouldn't.

Why would she do that?

Well, you know, Mr. Dixon, it's the robots. The ones from the future, the ones Skynet sent to kill her son, which makes total sense because, in the future, John's not only her son but [reading] 'the leader of the resistance, fighting artificially intelligent machines determined to annihilate the human race'. Did he strike you that way?

I didn't kill Miles! I didn't do it. I would never... Miles was a hero.

Then why are you here?

We're back.

Outstanding! Now, let's bite off all the heads and pile them up in the corner.

Why would we do that?

We cannot just hurt people.

Look in my eyes, Eddie. The way I see it... we can do whatever we want. Do we have a deal?

Who were those things?

Caretakers. Island natives. They've kept up the Jedi structures since they were built.

I don't think they like me.

Can't imagine why.

I heard you struck my son.

Yes, sir, I did.

And may I ask why?

Yeah, well, because he stole John Wick's car, sir, and, uh, killed his dog.

Oh.

This is a private matter.

John stays.

[whispers] This is family.

[loudly] That's why he stays!

What plan?

I'm not telling you.

Why not?

Because you won't like it.

Why would you listen to me. I'm just your friend.

I don't have friends!

No. I wonder why?

Why are you here?

I've told you, I'm on holiday.

You're brown as a nut. You're clearly just back from your holidays.

Maybe I'd fancied another one.

Oh, this is Mycroft, isn't it?

Now, look...

Of course it is. One mention of Baskerville and he sends down my handler to-to spy on me, incognito. Is that why you're calling yourself Greg?

That's his name.

Is it?

Yes... if you'd ever bother to find out. Look, I'm not your handler. And I don't just do what your brother tells me.

I'm not stupid, you know.

Where do you get that idea?

The newspapers got wind of it?

That's what we're trying to avoid.

Certainly. What's the major concern?

Panic. Sheer bloody panic, sir.